Haha, I couldn't help but kid them!! And some kinky fantasies..
Well, Odusseia and her motherfucking friends started asking me once again about who my boyfriend was! As they had picked up on my nerves, I finally told them: "Well, his name is Robert and he's 25!" (as he always 'appears' in my Robert 'inspirations' in his '73 phase! XD) "Oh, really?" "Yeah, really!!" "Haha, as he's much older than you, you dig him because he's ...experienced, eh?" Chrysanthus interrupted. "Well, get the fuck off and don't you ever dare mess with me, OK?" He got ...afraid, LOL!!
Anyway. Tomorrow it's my cousin's son's birthday!! Awww Paulie!! <3!! This means I won't update tomorrow.
Due to the strikes of the profs starting by next week, there's an imminent danger, unless they are not for a short time, the June exam period will be cancelled, and instead, it may be done on September! If this happens, it will be pathetic, as I'll have to study at summer! Pfff....If this becomes true, however, I know I should grin and bear it.
Anyway, off to a meme by imagine_peace...
Comment and I'll list 7 interests from your profile in a reply. Then you do an entry about what they mean and why you are interested in them.
Astrology: I've been preoccupied with it for more than a year now. As my school years were coming to a close and was off to a change in life, I really felt the need of rediscovering myself, so I thought astrology as a very good way to do self-discovering. I was a bit skeptical at first, and then it turned to be very-spot on!! It's very interesting when you discover yourself and the others by interpreting a natal chart...or finding the chemistry between 2 people in synastry, and how influential they are to each other. Haha, I found my compatibility with Robert and I was thrilled!!
Crime Novels: Well, I really dig Agatha Christie and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, since I was 13. I don't know, but reading crime novels that challenge you to be part of the "puzzle" and try to solve is NEVER boring, but it sharpens your mind!! Especially when reading them at night, before nodding off...
Fairies: Their mystique is a very good reason why I love them. In fact, in my village there are a kajillion tales about them, which makes those creatures intriguing, whether they exist or not...
Led Zep slash: My guilty pleasure!! I LOOOOOVE the Jimmy/Robert pairing! As it seems in 'real life' that they had (and still have, methinks) a really strong emotional connection, this is depicted only too well in those fics! Not to mention that 'slash' is kinky by nature, haha!!!
Picasso: The first very famous painting of him I saw and admired is "Guernica". A lot of my friends underrate him because they think that his paintings "are just some silly, messy, childish drawings". However, every painting of him reveals a very beautifully intriguing personality...I'd think he's as intriguing as Salvador Dali, though they have different styles!
Poetry: I especially love Contemporary Greek Poetry, which leans towards simplicity and not "big mouthed ideals". Kostas Cavafis is my favourite, as his poetry is rather simple and a bit too literal, but has passion. As for foreign poetry, I have loved Ezra Pound and Pablo Neruda. I love how feelings are expressed in ways you wouldn't otherwise ever think of. It's the soul that comes out of good poetry, not only the very beautiful words. I rote my first poem when I was 10, whereas I won 1st prize in a local poetry contest around 2 years ago!! :D
Robert Plant: Ahhhhh!! I've loved him since 15, (my first crush was Jimmy!) I don't know, ut this guy really stole the 'virginity' of my mind! It's not only his good looks, but it's also his depth of thought, combined with his optimism, passion and faith in life. His ability to remain strong despite all that he faced (accident that put him in a wheelchair for a while, his son's loss, his friend's Bonzo's death, etc.) touched me even more! However, if you wanna learn how I got in love with him, while once, I had called him an arrogant bastard, read HERE!! You'll be amused!
Well, I saw this photo and it awakened me some memories of some Latin prof I had in the 1st semester who was 'flirting' me...
Thank God, narttukoira helped me find it yesterday!!
And, now this photo was the 'inspiration' for a kinky 'Robert inspiration'... (btw, it's the first time of Robert's '75 'appearance', LOL!)
Yesterday, I had the Ancient Greek course, as always. How the hell happens and I have the same teacher in the same course in the same year? And, yay, when all female students learnt that Mr. Plant (who would one day tell me to call him "Robert" in private) would teach us Homer this semester, they went mad!
OK, I must tell that this man was not indifferent for me...However, it's not the golden curls the only thing I noticed first, when he first entered our class, back in the 1st semester. (and now I'm on the 2nd one.) His teaching is stunning. He instils you to get involved and immersed in what he says, putting his soul into his teaching. And, yay, there was no male student who will disagree with that! Those 3 hours are full of magic. I seriously got hooked from time to time...
However, I was not one who was that active in class, back in the 1st semester until he asked a question about the text which no one knew. So, I plucked up the courage and raised my hand.
"Oh, here's one who has an idea!" He smiled. After I replied to his question, he exclaimed, giggling: "My God, she has a very loud and stable voice!" The others laughed. "And, yay, I really want to know what's your name..." "Georgia!" "Oh, Georgia! It sounds really Greek!" And, oh, those eyes...How magnetically they lit up!
Everytime the crowd was silent and not responding, he always asked, bursting out in laughter: "Is Georgia here? Where is Georgia?"
As he started getting to know me well, he asked me to participate in a project, among some others. As I did most of the work for this, he got even more interested in getting to know me well. He'd very often come to the breaks, finding an excuse to chat with me, even in front of my friends. He also had noticed that I'm very cheerful and sociable, so he seemed to admire me more and more.
And, then, when the 2nd semester started, after checking the rsults (I got an A), I was off to class. But a familiar voice stopped me: "Georgia?"
"Oh, how are you?"
"Fine, thank you! And you!"
"Good!"
However, he really looked at me in a way, as if he had something important to tell me. I was upset! He stared at me blankly for some minutes, until I worriedly said: "Mr. Plant? Mr. Plant?"
"Huh, I don't know, but it rings badly to me... I don't know how I'm gonna tell you, Georgia, it feels so awkward...."
"Please, tell me!"
After a silent pause, he replied: "Georgia, I've really admired you...Not only you're so knowledgeable, but you're also very popular, sociable, cheerful...However, I think that this has gone beyond just admiration. And, please, when it's the two of us, DON'T CALL ME MR. PLANT ANYMORE!!"
He really was nervous...as for his last sentence, he seemed to regret what he said, but he found out that I didn't let it slip.
"The two of us? Don't call me Mr. Plant? What's going on here? Do you forget that I'm just one of your students and you're my teacher?"
"Oh...but, please, call me 'Robert' from now on!"
"Well, thanks for saying all those kind words for me!" And I smiled.
"Oh, Georgia...please, please, don't be angry at me like that...I know it's the teacher/student relationship, and I really shouldn't do that, but..."
We went somewhere outside the college, where no one could see us...
"I can't...I can't..."
Before I could even say a thing, Robert's (not "Mr. Plant"'s anymore) lips stuck in mine, desperate and eager. Though I should've pushed him away, I instead got lost in him, squeezing him hard, wanting to become one with him.
After a while, he was nervous again! He looked elsewhere worriedly and let me go to class.
Next day, I had the Ancient Greek, again. He did his lesson as wonderully as always. However, he was feeling awkward when he approached me in private during the break..."Georgia...I-i shouldn't have done that...I didn't..."
"Robert, your mouth is lying, but your eyes NEVER!! If I hadn't wanted to, it would have been very easy for me to just push you away! Oh, and by the way, you can call me 'Gina' from now on...that's how my friends call me..."
"So, now, I can, yes?"
I didn't reply, but just kissed him more eagerly than ever....From then on, I'd be his Gina, and him my Robert...
And now off to yesterday. I was feeling really dizzy and tired after too much lessons, I hadn't eaten a thing since breakfast. I tried to reach the door to go outside, but instead of that, everything got dark...I had fainted. Robert got really worried about me, besides my friends. Robert helped me go outside. A very sweet wind was blowing. He tried to persuade me to go home, but I said I'd remain. However, when 2 hours later the lesson ended and we were off to home, I was feeling slightly dizzy again and was left behind, as I couldn't even walk. Someone offered me an orange juice. It was Robert. (my prof, haha!!) He offered to take me to his house, which was very closer to Uni, to rest a bit, as my house is more than an hour away.
When we arrived, he offered me some water, until he was happy to find I was well. We chatted a bit about everything until he asked me to spend the night there. I was off to say 'no', but I know I wanted that. So, I said yes. We had a dinner together, and he started lighting candles. I knew what he was preparing...
After loosening up, I suddenly felt his hand tripping under my shirt, whereas he kissed me as deeply as he could, as if our mouths could ever become ONE.
It was my first time ever I'd have such an intimate encounter. I couldn't speak, but I just felt him more and more desperately to pull off the barrier that my clothes were. I followed suit, becoming more and more pleased by his moanss and speedy, lusty breath. As for myself, I couldn't help but whimper when he was reaching my most intimate places. It was my first sexual encounter, but, wonderfully enough, I wasn't afraid at all. I felt so secure and loved in this man's arms. He's so tender and, yet, so insatiable.
It sounds realy sickly, if you think that he actually is my prof. However, we don't have much age difference... I'm almost 19, he's 34 ('75's Robert and 34 year old? WTF?), a very struggling, promising lecturer, who is so knowledgeable and soulful.I wouldn't ever do this in my life, but Robert changed it all. I still call him "Mr. Plant" when in public, and we wink the eye at each other, having in mind "how sparks fly the time our bodies and souls become one in a mystic union, covered by night's dazzling and secretive cover", as poetic Robert put it right!
OK, that was, maybe, MY KINKIEST FANTASY EVER!!! And all this came out after an amusing photo of Robert writing onto a chalkboard...I'm seriously twisted!!!!
Anyway. Tomorrow it's my cousin's son's birthday!! Awww Paulie!! <3!! This means I won't update tomorrow.
Due to the strikes of the profs starting by next week, there's an imminent danger, unless they are not for a short time, the June exam period will be cancelled, and instead, it may be done on September! If this happens, it will be pathetic, as I'll have to study at summer! Pfff....If this becomes true, however, I know I should grin and bear it.
Anyway, off to a meme by imagine_peace...
Comment and I'll list 7 interests from your profile in a reply. Then you do an entry about what they mean and why you are interested in them.
Astrology: I've been preoccupied with it for more than a year now. As my school years were coming to a close and was off to a change in life, I really felt the need of rediscovering myself, so I thought astrology as a very good way to do self-discovering. I was a bit skeptical at first, and then it turned to be very-spot on!! It's very interesting when you discover yourself and the others by interpreting a natal chart...or finding the chemistry between 2 people in synastry, and how influential they are to each other. Haha, I found my compatibility with Robert and I was thrilled!!
Crime Novels: Well, I really dig Agatha Christie and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, since I was 13. I don't know, but reading crime novels that challenge you to be part of the "puzzle" and try to solve is NEVER boring, but it sharpens your mind!! Especially when reading them at night, before nodding off...
Fairies: Their mystique is a very good reason why I love them. In fact, in my village there are a kajillion tales about them, which makes those creatures intriguing, whether they exist or not...
Led Zep slash: My guilty pleasure!! I LOOOOOVE the Jimmy/Robert pairing! As it seems in 'real life' that they had (and still have, methinks) a really strong emotional connection, this is depicted only too well in those fics! Not to mention that 'slash' is kinky by nature, haha!!!
Picasso: The first very famous painting of him I saw and admired is "Guernica". A lot of my friends underrate him because they think that his paintings "are just some silly, messy, childish drawings". However, every painting of him reveals a very beautifully intriguing personality...I'd think he's as intriguing as Salvador Dali, though they have different styles!
Poetry: I especially love Contemporary Greek Poetry, which leans towards simplicity and not "big mouthed ideals". Kostas Cavafis is my favourite, as his poetry is rather simple and a bit too literal, but has passion. As for foreign poetry, I have loved Ezra Pound and Pablo Neruda. I love how feelings are expressed in ways you wouldn't otherwise ever think of. It's the soul that comes out of good poetry, not only the very beautiful words. I rote my first poem when I was 10, whereas I won 1st prize in a local poetry contest around 2 years ago!! :D
Robert Plant: Ahhhhh!! I've loved him since 15, (my first crush was Jimmy!) I don't know, ut this guy really stole the 'virginity' of my mind! It's not only his good looks, but it's also his depth of thought, combined with his optimism, passion and faith in life. His ability to remain strong despite all that he faced (accident that put him in a wheelchair for a while, his son's loss, his friend's Bonzo's death, etc.) touched me even more! However, if you wanna learn how I got in love with him, while once, I had called him an arrogant bastard, read HERE!! You'll be amused!
Well, I saw this photo and it awakened me some memories of some Latin prof I had in the 1st semester who was 'flirting' me...
Thank God, narttukoira helped me find it yesterday!!
And, now this photo was the 'inspiration' for a kinky 'Robert inspiration'... (btw, it's the first time of Robert's '75 'appearance', LOL!)
Yesterday, I had the Ancient Greek course, as always. How the hell happens and I have the same teacher in the same course in the same year? And, yay, when all female students learnt that Mr. Plant (who would one day tell me to call him "Robert" in private) would teach us Homer this semester, they went mad!
OK, I must tell that this man was not indifferent for me...However, it's not the golden curls the only thing I noticed first, when he first entered our class, back in the 1st semester. (and now I'm on the 2nd one.) His teaching is stunning. He instils you to get involved and immersed in what he says, putting his soul into his teaching. And, yay, there was no male student who will disagree with that! Those 3 hours are full of magic. I seriously got hooked from time to time...
However, I was not one who was that active in class, back in the 1st semester until he asked a question about the text which no one knew. So, I plucked up the courage and raised my hand.
"Oh, here's one who has an idea!" He smiled. After I replied to his question, he exclaimed, giggling: "My God, she has a very loud and stable voice!" The others laughed. "And, yay, I really want to know what's your name..." "Georgia!" "Oh, Georgia! It sounds really Greek!" And, oh, those eyes...How magnetically they lit up!
Everytime the crowd was silent and not responding, he always asked, bursting out in laughter: "Is Georgia here? Where is Georgia?"
As he started getting to know me well, he asked me to participate in a project, among some others. As I did most of the work for this, he got even more interested in getting to know me well. He'd very often come to the breaks, finding an excuse to chat with me, even in front of my friends. He also had noticed that I'm very cheerful and sociable, so he seemed to admire me more and more.
And, then, when the 2nd semester started, after checking the rsults (I got an A), I was off to class. But a familiar voice stopped me: "Georgia?"
"Oh, how are you?"
"Fine, thank you! And you!"
"Good!"
However, he really looked at me in a way, as if he had something important to tell me. I was upset! He stared at me blankly for some minutes, until I worriedly said: "Mr. Plant? Mr. Plant?"
"Huh, I don't know, but it rings badly to me... I don't know how I'm gonna tell you, Georgia, it feels so awkward...."
"Please, tell me!"
After a silent pause, he replied: "Georgia, I've really admired you...Not only you're so knowledgeable, but you're also very popular, sociable, cheerful...However, I think that this has gone beyond just admiration. And, please, when it's the two of us, DON'T CALL ME MR. PLANT ANYMORE!!"
He really was nervous...as for his last sentence, he seemed to regret what he said, but he found out that I didn't let it slip.
"The two of us? Don't call me Mr. Plant? What's going on here? Do you forget that I'm just one of your students and you're my teacher?"
"Oh...but, please, call me 'Robert' from now on!"
"Well, thanks for saying all those kind words for me!" And I smiled.
"Oh, Georgia...please, please, don't be angry at me like that...I know it's the teacher/student relationship, and I really shouldn't do that, but..."
We went somewhere outside the college, where no one could see us...
"I can't...I can't..."
Before I could even say a thing, Robert's (not "Mr. Plant"'s anymore) lips stuck in mine, desperate and eager. Though I should've pushed him away, I instead got lost in him, squeezing him hard, wanting to become one with him.
After a while, he was nervous again! He looked elsewhere worriedly and let me go to class.
Next day, I had the Ancient Greek, again. He did his lesson as wonderully as always. However, he was feeling awkward when he approached me in private during the break..."Georgia...I-i shouldn't have done that...I didn't..."
"Robert, your mouth is lying, but your eyes NEVER!! If I hadn't wanted to, it would have been very easy for me to just push you away! Oh, and by the way, you can call me 'Gina' from now on...that's how my friends call me..."
"So, now, I can, yes?"
I didn't reply, but just kissed him more eagerly than ever....From then on, I'd be his Gina, and him my Robert...
And now off to yesterday. I was feeling really dizzy and tired after too much lessons, I hadn't eaten a thing since breakfast. I tried to reach the door to go outside, but instead of that, everything got dark...I had fainted. Robert got really worried about me, besides my friends. Robert helped me go outside. A very sweet wind was blowing. He tried to persuade me to go home, but I said I'd remain. However, when 2 hours later the lesson ended and we were off to home, I was feeling slightly dizzy again and was left behind, as I couldn't even walk. Someone offered me an orange juice. It was Robert. (my prof, haha!!) He offered to take me to his house, which was very closer to Uni, to rest a bit, as my house is more than an hour away.
When we arrived, he offered me some water, until he was happy to find I was well. We chatted a bit about everything until he asked me to spend the night there. I was off to say 'no', but I know I wanted that. So, I said yes. We had a dinner together, and he started lighting candles. I knew what he was preparing...
After loosening up, I suddenly felt his hand tripping under my shirt, whereas he kissed me as deeply as he could, as if our mouths could ever become ONE.
It was my first time ever I'd have such an intimate encounter. I couldn't speak, but I just felt him more and more desperately to pull off the barrier that my clothes were. I followed suit, becoming more and more pleased by his moanss and speedy, lusty breath. As for myself, I couldn't help but whimper when he was reaching my most intimate places. It was my first sexual encounter, but, wonderfully enough, I wasn't afraid at all. I felt so secure and loved in this man's arms. He's so tender and, yet, so insatiable.
It sounds realy sickly, if you think that he actually is my prof. However, we don't have much age difference... I'm almost 19, he's 34 ('75's Robert and 34 year old? WTF?), a very struggling, promising lecturer, who is so knowledgeable and soulful.I wouldn't ever do this in my life, but Robert changed it all. I still call him "Mr. Plant" when in public, and we wink the eye at each other, having in mind "how sparks fly the time our bodies and souls become one in a mystic union, covered by night's dazzling and secretive cover", as poetic Robert put it right!
OK, that was, maybe, MY KINKIEST FANTASY EVER!!! And all this came out after an amusing photo of Robert writing onto a chalkboard...I'm seriously twisted!!!!